It Already Was Getting Dark Poem by Zyw Zywa

It Already Was Getting Dark



I was drifting along
too long roads through Stepmoor
tired and alone

There was a shorter path
home, I knew that
for certain as a scout

but two too large boys
of the farm kicked me
back, the city child in uniform

and threatened with the dog
It already was getting dark
nobody saw me

nobody to help me
I was tired and alone
in my sadness

Thursday, March 11, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,lonely
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
1963 (Stappegoor [Stepmoor], Tilburg South) ; Collection 'Life line'
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